I was ready and went down to the living room, hoping to see Anna and the lady in the middle of a discussion -of an oddly clandestine nature. Anna was sitting on the couch and switching channels, while she was ignoring the TV screen and played with her phone. Two channels switched, then she took a break with the phone and repeat and repeat. As chaotic as it looked, it wasn't shocking to see.
“I'm here,” I interrupted her.
“Oh!” She looked at me with a huge surprise in her eyes.
“Wasn't somebody supposed to be here?” I asked.
Anna raised her finger as a signal of silence for me to wait and quickly made a call. I didn't notice that she had something in her mouth, but after I saw a bag of chips on the table, I knew what.
“He's here,” she said on the phone. “Yes, okay.... yes… yes,” she ad
